Wrath of Man is an ambitious head-scratcher, and whether that’s a recommendable compliment or an indictable offense I leave it up to you to decide.
Jordan has charisma to burn, and if a series born from Without Remorse does materialize, I’m curious to see how the actor’s portrayal evolves with each new installment.
Can a 30-second scene right at the tail-end of a motion picture derail what had been up to that point 90 minutes of solidly creepy, emotionally authentic old-school haunted house fun? The Banishing sure made me ponder that exact question.
Dench is the Six Minutes to Midnight’s not-so-secret weapon.
Something of an interstellar Lord of the Flies, after a somewhat rushed and lumpy start Neil Burger’s science fiction thriller Voyagers rights the ship and ends up traveling to an emotionally satisfying place.
The Reckoning is a frustrating misfire.
Nobody whacked me square in the face. I wouldn’t have wanted it any other way.
Cosmic Sin never comes together, drifting in space like a misbegotten artifact of a bygone filmmaking era its makers seem to be going purposefully out of their way to emulate as poorly as they possibly can.
The Courier feels authentic, and that’s what matters, Wynne’s everyman journey into the unimaginable the trip of a lifetime.